Brusies

"Jack i'm sorry please don't"

wham i'm hit with his black leather belt that is hold by a thread. I feel a stinging pain on my back.

"You don't leave unless I say"!

1,2,3

I feel the blood streak down my back.

"I'm sorry I just went on the roof I didn't leave the house".

"i don't care you were out of my sight bitch"!

I whimper trying to back away but I knew that my makeup was going away fast and it wouldn't be able to cover up the bruise I was gonna get.